Young Master Tang Qi was born extremely good-looking. This kind of good looks is different from Chonglou's delicate baby face. He is a peach blossom growing in a slightly evil atmosphere. He is a flame hidden under the light skin.
Even though I looked at him, my heart was pounding.
Only Tang Qi Gongzi's own class and level can raise a noble and beautiful young man like him.
However, when he saw the Taoist priest named Jiang Chou from upstairs under the guidance of Cui Shan, his beautiful peach blossom eyes could not help but squint slightly, as if he had seen the most incredible miracle in the world, and he let out a heartfelt admiration.
Even the mature woman in her thirties who was as plain and as elegant as a plum behind him had a look of surprise on her face, but she quickly returned to her original state.
"Such a little Taoist priest is indeed rare to see." Mr. Tang Qi patted the railing gently and said, "I am looking forward to what kind of surprises Qinghe County can bring me."
"It's a pity that after Taoist Master Xiao Jiang opened five spiritual stones in a row, he has now sold them out three times." Cui Shan said with some emotion from the side.
Even Daoist Xiaojiang can't be perfect when it comes to stone gambling!
"oh?"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Mr. Tang Qi's eyes, and he turned around and ordered: "Thank you, boss Cui, bring me the number of the stone that Taoist Master Xiao Jiang has chosen."
There was a trace of confusion on Cui Shan's face, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he lowered his head and hurried downstairs to do it.
Aunt Mei frowned slightly and asked in a low voice: "Sir, are you suspicious..."
"Haha, sister Mei, don't be impatient. You will know in a moment." Mr. Tang Qi supported the guardrail with his elbows, a strand of black hair hanging down from the temples, and a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
Soon, Cui Shan hurried back with a piece of paper and handed the record on the paper to Mr. Tang Qi.
Young Master Tang Qi took the paper and read softly, while the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Fifteen, twenty-three, twenty-six...yes, yes, these are the ones!"
Young Master Tang Qi raised his head and looked at Aunt Mei. The smile on his face became more and more charming, and even the sunshine was inferior to it.
"Sister Mei, we seem to have found our target."
…
Jiang Chou didn't know that someone was observing him somewhere upstairs, let alone that someone would be interested in the number of the stone he had chosen.
He feels a little strange now like Wanjuanshu.
He had no doubts about Wanjuanshu's judgment. After all, he knew nothing about stone gambling. His success in the first five moves depended entirely on Wanjuanshu, and there was no reason for Wanjuanshu to deceive him in the subsequent moves.
So what went wrong?
Right now, I still have about 400 taels of spiritual stones in my hand converted into silver. Do I want to stop here?
The remaining six hundred taels is still a difficult number to collect.
"What? Are you stupid for losing? You only have a few hundred taels of silver and you can't help but be attacked?"
Bu Si felt his heart was so happy that he couldn't help but express his depression at Jiang Chou's face.
"I've seen people like you a lot. You rely on luck to win a few hands and feel that you are destined. But after you lose, you lose your mind and jump into rivers, hang from beams, kill people and set fires. What can't you do? What a fool!"
"Get out of here while you've made a few hundred taels, Xiao Qingguan is where you should stay!"
Jiang Chou was silent.
"Master, I found a good stone that definitely contains spiritual stones, right over there!"
"Believe me again, believe me again!"
In my mind, thousands of books were howling with gnashing teeth, and the four words "prove yourself" were written on each open page.
Jiang Chou followed the guidance of Wanjuanshu and looked at the stone.
It was a stone that was placed on the last table and cost one hundred taels per unit. It was not big, but its shape was a bit strange, in the shape of a plum blossom, but the surface was pitted, like a face covered with acne.
What’s even more surprising is that there is a pinhole-sized hole in the center of those “acne”.
When Jiang Chou decided to buy this stone worth four hundred taels, Bu Si was immediately overjoyed and could no longer restrain himself and let out a roar of laughter!
"Haha, I really couldn't cry without seeing the coffin. I finally chose such a 'green stone'. Didn't you see those pinhole holes? The spiritual energy in this stone has long since passed away from these holes, and there is nothing inside."
There will be!"
"Yes, the so-called 'Qingliu Stone' is said to be named after a poet who loved gambling on stones. It comes from the meaning of 'passage of youth', implying that the spiritual energy in this stone no longer exists!" There was a middle-aged man with a big belly next to him.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at Jiang Chou nervously.
"If the top ten waste stones like 'Hongtian Hei' have a one-ten-thousandth chance of being able to produce a spiritual stone, then this kind of 'Qingliu Stone' has no chance at all!"
Yu Shou's brows knitted together on his green face, he rubbed his hands and got goosebumps all over his body, and said with a sad face: "Change it to another one, I beg you to change it to another one... Then I won't be able to earn back my granddaughter's dowry!"
The stonemason took the Qingliushi from Jiang Chou's hand, and the hand holding the blade trembled slightly, and said: "Director Xiao Jiang, do you really want to cut it..."
Jiang Chou suddenly said: "Wait a moment."
"Oh? Did you suddenly wake up and realize that this kind of place is not where you should be?" Bu Si crossed his arms over his chest, and slowly played with the two fine iron dice in his hands, reflecting the cold light in his eyes.
"If you can get spiritual stones from this stone, let alone the money you earned, I will give you all the money I earned today!"
Bu Si laughed wildly.
Qingliushi also wants to open the spirit stone, but it is impossible!
Jiang Chou took the bluestone from the mason's hand, walked up to Bu Si, and said calmly: "This is what you said."
"What?" Bu Si was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and laughed angrily, with the veins on his violent face exposed, "Are you really going to bet with me?"
Jiang Chou nodded and said, "I won't take advantage of you. You can also choose a stone. The one with the more expensive spiritual stone will win."
"If you lose, the spiritual stones under your feet are all mine." Jiang Chou said lightly.
"Okay! I'll bet with you!"
Bu Si looked at Jiang Chou as if he were a fool, would he gamble with him with a piece of Qingliu Stone?
If he loses, Xiao Qingguan will never be able to come up with one thousand one hundred taels!
It seems that Jiang Chou is really stupid, otherwise why would he do such a ridiculous thing!
"Director Xiaojiang, you can't..." Yu Shou stepped forward and took Jiang Chou's arm. If Jiang Chou lost everything with him, he didn't know anything else. Chonglou would definitely make him unable to eat.
Walk!
"You choose the stone."
Jiang Chou shook his head and didn't say anything clearly. He just let Chu Si choose the stone.
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"No. 44? Hiss, that stone, I remember it was Qingliu Stone..."
In the box, Tang Qi Gongzi frowned slightly when he heard Cui Shan's report.
Aunt Mei on the side shook her head and said: "We have checked those stones. Qingliu Stone... it is impossible to find a spiritual stone. Master, maybe he really just relied on luck..."
Young Master Tang Qi slowly leaned back on the chair and narrowed his ridiculously beautiful eyes.
"Is this really...all your happiness in vain?" This chapter has been completed!